Every time someone asks me Rian’s age, I am constantly surprised at how quickly the number is increasing. He is now 22 months. That is 2 months shy of 2 years old. I can’t even begin to wrap my head about that! Where did the time go? Rian is very active, curious, energetic, funny, perceptive, and to top it all off, he has a killer smile (he gets away with so much because of his smile). In the past few months, his vocabulary has been growing by the day. He speaks and understands English and Gujarati as well as certain words and phrases in Spanish and sign language. I speak Rian’s language the best and can decipher it 99% of the time. Here are a few of his recent conversations:
Nani (my mom): Rian, eat up or the Police will come!
Rian: No… (with the face above)
Nani: Eat please Rian.
Rian: Nani, Police! Police!
Nani: Do you want me to call them?
It really stresses Rian out when Arin randomly begins to cry in the car.
Rian: Baby, no cry! (with the face above)
Rian: Baby, stop it!
Rian: Baby, gummy-gummy (Rian’s word for milk). Mommy, baby dudhu (milk in Gujarati).
Me: Rian, does baby want milk? Is that why he is crying?
Rian: Mommy gummy. Baby no cry!
For meal times, Rian loves to sit and stare out of the dining room window and comment on the traffic or the on-goings in our development.
Rian, when he sees the garbage cans placed outside all of the driveways: Cuppa-kay (Rian’s word for garbage can)! More cuppa-can (Can/kay are interchangeable)! Cuppa-kay truck come!
Me: Do you want the garbage truck to come?
Rian: Gah-bage truck coooooooome! Cooooome!
Rian, when the garbage truck first pull into our development: YAAAAY! Cuppa-kay truck! (He always celebrates with great delight.)
Me: Rian, do you want to go in the garbage truck?
Rian: Yes! Inside!
Me: Where do you put the garbage that is outside?
Rian: Cuppa-kay truck, inside. Rian, inside! Rian do it!
Rian, as the truck comes closer to our house: Come! More cuppa-can, come!
Me: Rian, can you please say thank you to them?
Rian: signs the gesture for thank you.
Rian as they leave our development: Bye cuppa-kay truck! Cuppa-kay buh-byeeee!
Me: Bye truck, love you!
The garbage truck is invaluable when Rian is being fussy about his breakfast. Thank you cuppa-kay!
Oh Rian, how we love you my little chatter-box!